Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 57, Water 4

Whizzing!

Suddenly, several streaks of light flashed across the sky above Sanshui'ao.

"He's an immortal!"

The girl with big eyes said that recently she has been seeing streaks of light flashing across the sky, sometimes accompanied by storms, thunder, and flames.

These children were already used to it.

"It's an immortal battle... What a pity, why aren't a few dead? At least they'd fall nearby so I can collect their corpses..."

The teenager said with some regret, and then he was hit on the forehead.

Snapped!

"Picking up corpses? Those dying immortals, one breath from them and you're gone!"

A shout of cursing rang out, and both the girl and the young woman exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Jingchun?"

"Hmm, lucky me, I caught a field mouse..."

A young man dressed in hemp clothing appeared at the entrance of the ancestral hall, carrying a not-so-fat field mouse in his hand.

Upon seeing it, both the girl and the boy couldn't help but swallow hard.

Fang Jingchun looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin build. The burdens he had taken on at such a young age had caused his back to be slightly hunched.

The little ones happily skinned and gutted the field mice, preparing to cook a pot of meat soup.

Although field mice taste good when roasted, there isn't much meat in them, so how can we waste it like that?

"Huh? Who are you?"

The teenager was about to gather some firewood when he discovered a young man in a blue shirt standing in the dilapidated ancestral hall.

Just by looking at his smooth skin and energetic appearance, one could tell that he came from a pampered family and couldn't help but be wary.

"I?"

Fang Qing smiled but didn't answer, instead gazing thoughtfully at the ruins before him: "Where are the offering table and memorial tablets?"

"They've all been chopped up for firewood... Brother Jingchun said people are starving to death, so there's no need to worry about these things. The ancestors below won't care about this either."

Influenced by the power of words, the teenager spoke without hesitation.

"Haha, that's quite agile."

Fang Qing laughed heartily, just then a gasp rang out from outside. Fang Jingchun rushed in, wielding a rusty woodcutter's knife, and shielded the young boy behind him, his eyes wary: "Who are you?"

"Your name is Fang Jingchun?"

Fang Qing thought for a moment and vaguely remembered this person, but he was not very close to his family. He was just a relative within five degrees of kinship.

And back then, I was a little kid with a runny nose who ran around naked all day.

Have you grown up so much in the blink of an eye?

"Yes, my name is Fang Jingchun!"

Fang Jingchun subconsciously agreed, but his expression immediately changed: "Immortal magic? Are you an immortal?"

Given his wary nature, he couldn't possibly answer this person directly, unless... he was under the influence of magic!

Upon realizing this, Fang Jingchun immediately threw away his wood-chopping knife and pulled the boy behind him to kneel on the ground: "We pay our respects to the immortal. May we ask your name? Are you from the Luo family?"

"Well done. For the Fang family to suffer such a calamity, it's quite remarkable that someone like you has emerged."

Fang Qing smiled.

"My Fang family? The immortal was actually my Fang family ancestor?"

Fang Jingchun looked at Fang Qing's face, which seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

"I guess so..."

Fang Qing sighed and took out a handwritten book from his pocket: "This is the 'Divine Martial Secret Manual,' which is considered a pretty good martial art in the secular world. There are also a few bottles of pills to enhance internal strength and heal injuries... I'll give them all to you."

Fang Jingchun took the items, his expression blank, his wariness gradually dissipating.

"This place has become a hotbed of trouble, and it is not advisable to stay here for long... I will take you somewhere else, and you can live a good life there."

Fang Qing continued.

"Immortal Ancestor, I...Is it possible for me to cultivate immortality?"

At this moment, the kneeling teenager finally couldn't contain his excitement and spoke up.

Fang Jingchun was too late to stop him and could only signal with his eyes.

But the boy remained resolute, his eyes fixed on Fang Qing.

"Cultivating immortality? Probably... My Fang family has the 'Ji Water' destiny, so cultivating water-related paths to the Dao shouldn't be difficult... It's just that we're still lacking true Qi."

Fang Qing thought that the Fang family was fortunate, and probably had many talented people who could cultivate.

But he can leave behind the Qi cultivation method, what about those individual strands of true Qi? Are we supposed to find them one by one for each of them?

If they were true blood relatives, that would be fine, but since they were only distant relatives, he couldn't be bothered to do so much.

It is enough to ensure that the Fang family bloodline continues to exist.

"Elder Immortal, could you guide me in my cultivation?"

The teenager immediately seized the opportunity to strike.

"No!"

Fang Qing smiled and shook his head, then looked at Fang Jingchun: "You know how to advance and retreat. My Fang family will be counting on you from now on... Cultivating immortality is not easy. I'm just trying my best, but I can't help you much. Compared to being a rogue cultivator in the immortal world, being a powerful martial arts master in the mortal world is not bad either."

"Jingchun understands, but it's a pity that my family is too weak to help the immortal." Fang Jingchun kowtowed repeatedly, "It's just that my family's lineage has ended, so I beg the immortal to leave a token so that future generations will not forget their roots..."

Fang Qing sighed: "I have nothing of value, so I will bestow upon you ten generational names—'Supreme Dao of the Supreme Unity, Profound and Subtle Immortal'... After ten generations, you will truly have nothing to do with me anymore."

He used his flying artifact to take the little ones to a city that seemed to have a decent standard of living and settled them in. Before leaving, he left behind a bag of gold and silver.

"Ancestor..."

At this point, the boy and the girl with big eyes became timid and hesitant, not daring to say anything more.

After experiencing flight, one realizes that immortals and mortals are like species from two completely different worlds.

On the contrary, Fang Jingchun looked at Fang Qing's face, seemingly finally recognizing him, yet still somewhat incredulous.

"I'm leaving... This farewell today will likely be the last time we meet."

Fang Qing waved his hand, looking at Fang Jingchun, a slight thought stirring in his heart. He transmitted his thoughts telepathically, saying, "Your younger brother and sister are still unsettled. If I were to impart immortal techniques to them, it would only cause trouble... You seem to have some potential. I buried a manual of the [Ji Shui] cultivation technique under the banyan tree in the courtyard, along with instructions on gathering qi, and records of the grudges between my Fang family and the Luo family of Tianshui and the Black Gu Sect. You can decide what to do with it..."

Although, in Fang Qing’s view, given the ridiculously difficult entry requirements of the Dao of Qi in this world, Fang Jingchun’s chances of entering the Dao are extremely slim, but what if he is?

The Fang family has been seeking the Dao for many years, and there should be some results. They can't be deceived again.

"Thank you, Immortal."

Fang Jingchun thanked him repeatedly, but then a flash of blue light appeared before his eyes, a gentle breeze blew, and the figure had vanished. He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss...

……

Half a month later.

"Fellow Daoist, the [Zhenshui] Dao Foundation Technique is truly unavailable in this bookstore..."

Inside a study in Sanshanfang.

Fang Qing looked at the smiling shopkeeper in front of him and shook his head: "Fine... just those few alchemical texts, Taoist books, and divination books... but are there really no alchemical texts beyond the foundation of Taoism?"

"Really, no!"

The shopkeeper was covered in cold sweat, thinking to himself that this madman from who-knows-where was asking for either Dao foundation cultivation techniques or alchemical texts.

If his family had such a lineage, they would have been a great clan at the Dao Foundation stage long ago, a prestigious and respected family. How could they have fallen to this state?

Fang Qing paid for the book, feeling slightly disappointed.

After settling the Fang family descendants, he wandered around the markets, exchanging spiritual funds, engaging in interdimensional trade, and occasionally searching for Taoist books and cultivation techniques...

Thanks to the "Plum Blossom Divination" for seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I haven't encountered any robberies or scams...

Only after seriously collecting information did I realize how rare knowledge above the Dao Foundation level truly is!

"Having established a foundation for the Dao and lived to be two hundred years old, he would be a respected figure anywhere... Truly extraordinary."

After leaving the bookstore, Fang Qing patted the storage bag at his waist and sighed softly.

"Fortunately, this divination technique is only a useless skill... but there are some genuine teachings within it, though they are somewhat scattered and need to be organized one by one."

In comparison, his cross-border trade was incredibly lucrative.

Unfortunately, we also couldn't find the Dao Foundation level [Ji Shui] spiritual item. Such a treasure is most likely kept by Dao Foundation families and Purple Mansion sects, treasured in their secret vaults, and would not be easily taken out for sale.

"Most of the inheritances, cultivation techniques, and treasures circulating in the market are only at the Qi Refining level... Should I join a sect?"

Fang Qing only thought about it for a moment before quickly abandoning the idea.

The land of ancient Shu is too deep; who knows which lineage is above this sect?

I have too many secrets, and I can't give up my identity as a true disciple of the Azure Sea Sect. If I get busy with both sides, it will be easy for them to find out my secret. I'd better give up.

Moreover, if he were to randomly choose a Dao Foundation or a Purple Mansion Immortal Sect... he might as well just join the Secret Realm!

Given his status as the "Lord of Little Snow Mountain," he must truly be able to enjoy endless pleasures and obtain boundless magic.

Of course, if you get caught, you'll get a severe beating!

Fang Qing left the market and wandered around. He came to a place where there was a clear spring, brown rocks, and forests in the distance that were ablaze with autumn colors.

After settling the karmic debts of his physical body, he felt that his [Ji Shui] magic power was circulating more and more smoothly, giving him a sense of accumulated strength finally bursting forth and things coming to fruition naturally.

At this moment, he knew that the opportunity for his breakthrough had arrived, so he immediately sat cross-legged on the rock and swallowed a packet of "Qi Refining Powder".

Whoosh!

A gentle breeze blows; this breeze is associated with the Xun trigram.

"【Ji Water】is favored by the wind, and the water flows southeast, becoming 【Zhen Water】. It then circulates back to heaven, is carried by the wind to the nine provinces, and falls as rain, resembling newly born water, becoming 【Shen Water】. The rain transforms into the earth, becoming water that nourishes wood, becoming 【Bi Water】. 【Bi Water】excels at nurturing, hence it possesses the virtue of Heaven giving birth to water…"

Fang Qing opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "I'm convinced of the eighth level... Of course, breaking through a minor realm is nothing special. On the contrary, hearing the saying that [Lou Jin] is the proper position of metal has given me some insight... In the realm of water virtue, there is probably also a saying about the proper position of water, perhaps between Zhen and Bi?"